The family was all smiles and laughter, as if the events that had happened before had been forgotten.
Confined to his room, the old scholar Su simply lay on his bed; he was too ashamed to show his face. He hated himself for raising such a wretched son who only caused trouble.
If the girl in the courtyard is his daughter.
Would he feel more heartache or more anger? For a moment, even the old scholar Su was unsure.
He lay there for a while, and then he actually fell asleep.
midnight.
Lu Wujiu came out of the room.
Heading towards the county town.
He shouldn't always let his son take the opportunity to impress women; that would make him seem incompetent.
The black county town is silent and quiet.
Lu Wujiu walked to a place and asked someone, "Find out the details about Su Li and Chen Ling, how they met, whether someone was behind it, and whether there were any other arrangements."
"promise!"
The person in the shadows received the message and immediately left.
Does Su Li like Chen Ling?
If that girl is truly innocent, then he will make her not innocent.
If it was just an act, he would let that girl make things even worse for Su Li.
...
Whether they are direct or indirect beneficiaries, anyone who harmed Su Jiaoniang and benefited from it must pay the price.
His personality was somewhat twisted.
Otherwise, how could he have served as regent in the State of Qi for so many years?
Truly kind people don't have that kind of ability.
Lu Wujiu did not return to the village; instead, he walked towards the county government office, staring at Song Qian inside.
He couldn't stand seeing him living a comfortable life.
Even though his face was disfigured, and the bone was even exposed in the most severe injuries, and he was suffering constantly just living, but...
His very existence is a mistake.
When we arrived at Song Qian's room, there was no sound.
The cold knife in his hand fell on Song Qian's neck.
He didn't speak, but slowly slid the knife in his hand.
The room was filled with the smell of blood.
Song Qian was not only unafraid, but also smiled: "The Regent's son is gone, so you're taking it out on me?"
"..." His son is perfectly fine.
But he did come here to vent.
"What a fine prince you were, to become like this for a woman. I wonder if the women of Qi would feel sorry for you if they saw you like this."
"..." Hearing Song Qian speak, hearing his hoarse voice, it was like hearing a piece of iron rubbing against the ground.
I felt inexplicably irritable.
"Then do you believe that you'll never have a son again?" Lu Wujiu said, plunging the knife that was already at Song Qian's neck downwards!
A piece of meat fell off.
Song Qian frowned, his face contorted with pain.
However, his eyes became even brighter, even strangely so, as if he were in a state of bliss.
Really...
Lu Wujiu was speechless for a moment.
He chopped up his things, and he actually felt so good about it.
abnormal!
Lu Wujiu turned and left!
Song Qian's laughter echoed.
"I'm already incapable, so being interrupted is just a matter of losing a piece of flesh. But you, Regent, have your unborn son buried with you, which is well worth it."
Worth it my ass!
His son is doing well now.
They have not only sons, but also daughters.
Lu Wujiu turned and went home, intending to minimize his interactions with perverts in the future.
Otherwise, if you don't vent your anger, you'll feel like you've become strange.
Back in the village, he quietly returned to his room, wiped his sword clean, and then applied precious oil to protect it.
Discard the clothes stained with blood.
He washed himself thoroughly before returning to his room and lying on the bed.
I. The night passed.
Su Jiaoniang continued to refine the wine.
Alcohol is something that, once it's brought up, will always come in handy; you might as well just leave it idle anyway.
Huang Erlan's voice suddenly rang out in the courtyard.
Huang Erlan limped over to Su Jiaoniang's side.
He scratched his neck, stared at Su Jiaoniang for a while, and said, "Today, the village chief and a few people dug up a female corpse in Widow Han's yard!"
"A female corpse?" Su Jiaoniang asked in surprise.
Huang Erlan nodded: "The clothes the female corpse was wearing and the accessories in her hair all belonged to Widow Han."
...Su Jiaoniang nodded.
The widow Han who was killed by Lu Wujiu was clearly suspicious.
It was easy to guess that she would replace the original widow Han.
However, they did not expect that the fake Han Yingying would be so bold as to bury someone in the yard and live alone in such a place. Most people would not be able to do that.
"What are you going to say?" Su Jiaoniang asked.
Huang Erlan scratched his head for a while before finally saying, "Then, who is the person I like?"
“She’s a fake Widow Han.” Su Jiaoniang knew the answer to this question, and she knew it very well.
The answer was given directly.
Huang Erlan continued, "What do you think that fake one is doing here? Does she just want to be a widow and live the life a widow is supposed to live?"
"Is there something about our village that's attracting her? I think our village is really something else. First, General Huo's men came here, and now Widow Han is in trouble. There must be someone in our village with an incredibly powerful background."
Huang Erlan continued to let his thoughts wander.
The answer has even been guessed.
However, he himself was unaware that he had already guessed the answer.
Standing still, turning around and around.
He then said, "Madam Su, do you think I am some kind of child who was lost by a wealthy family years ago? Now, the wealthy family has tens of millions in assets, but no one is there to inherit them, and my family has come looking for me."
"..." is unlikely.
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